This post was originally published at Novelicious.com and is now at WritingTipsOasis.com. WritingTipsOasis.com acquired Novelicious.com in June 2022.
Ellie Redford is the main character of Poppy Dolan's There's More to Life Than Cupcakes and she's got a bit of a problem! Can you help?
Dear Novelicious peeps,
Help! OK, so I’m in a pickle. I’m 31, have a lovely husband, Pete (tall, roasts a mean chicken, bum you could bounce a penny off), a job that’s relatively stable, loads of supportive mates and a great family. According to the world, it seems, it’s half-past Have a Baby Already. Pete is most definitely keen for us to start a family and my mum is positively drowning in her passive aggressive hints on the subject. But I’m not so sure…
Am I ready to be a mum? Can I be trusted with a human life when I still forget to put the milk back in the fridge? Could I deal with sleepless nights, cracked nipples and the absence of booze? What if I take a year off from my job and go back only to have my boss say, ‘Now, you look familiar. Have we met?’ The only thing I know for sure is that life will never be the same again.
Don’t get me wrong, I love babies. Actually, just to pick one up makes me go a bit crazy with the old hormones. I think they are wondrous, perfect, awesome little people and I know Pete would be just the best dad. But if that baby loves him more than me I’m going to have to kick him in the shins every day for the rest of his life. He says I’ll be an amazing mum, but how can he be sure? I bet Miley Cyrus’s mum thought she’d do a great job too.
So while I can’t make up my mind on the baby front, I’ve joined a new baking class to loose myself in brownies and baps. I’ve met some amazing new friends too – cool teacher Hannah and, well there’s no other way to say it, but hot Joe. Joe’s a bit of a flirt, but it’s all good fun. I think.
So Novelicious readers, what I want to know is, is anyone else out there as petrified of possible motherhood as me? Am I a cold-hearted devil to even think this stuff or are there nervous little voices whispering ‘You might balls this ALL up’ in your brains too?
Yours confusedly,
Ellie